"Oh my god, this is terrible!"
The regular diners felt a pang of pity upon seeing the heartbreaking scene.
But the thought of this kid eating alone, devouring more than twenty servings of grilled cold noodles by himself, immediately hardened my heart.
They had never eaten such a lavish meal before.
If we feel sorry for this kid now, what does the grilled cold noodles they lost matter!
Boss Lin really spoils him, letting him eat more than twenty portions by himself!
It's alright that I didn't tell everyone my location; put yourself in their shoes, everyone has the idea of wanting to eat alone.
But the fact that this person ate more than twenty servings of grilled cold noodles in one go is what makes it hard for everyone to accept.
Jealousy has turned them beyond recognition.
Seeing how much this person has been tormented by everyone, I finally feel much better.
"Everyone needs to know that there are consequences for hoarding food."
"That makes sense..."
"By the way, do we still have any of these braised pork rolls left?"
After the realization that nothing is truly empty, everyone's attention has returned to braised pork rolls.
"If it weren't for these monks, our braised pork rolls would have been a sure thing."
"Damn it, this 'emptiness of the four elements' has ruined me!"
The regular customers couldn't blame themselves, so they attributed the theft to the company's financial ruin.
Then, looking at the monks buying vegetarian rolls, he had a very resentful look in his eyes.
This is the first time I've ever encountered something like this.
They didn't know who to turn to for justice.
If we call the police, they might end up educating themselves first when the officers arrive.
It will be too late to cry then.
So the grievances of this raid can only be swallowed in silence.
I feel so wronged, so incredibly wronged!
...
The next day, when Lin Zhou woke up, his employees had delivered a box of each type of fruit from his orchard.
There was a wide variety of food, and it was even better than what he had bought at the market before.
It's clear that the farm manager selected only the best fruits, with excellent appearance and size.
"Sir, the fruit has all been washed. Cut the large ones into chunks and the small ones into skewers according to size."
Lin Zhou nodded; the housekeepers were all very skilled at these tasks.
He doesn't need to worry about it.
Lin Zhou's job was to boil sugar.
Make these fruits into candied hawthorn skewers.
Making the sugar syrup is arguably the key to making candied hawthorn.
Good syrup will result in candied hawthorns that are transparent, crisp, and translucent like a crystal shell.
While he was preparing to set up his stall to sell candied hawthorns at noon, the out-of-town diners who had gathered in Jiangdong had gradually left.
The people of Jiangdong did an excellent job of keeping secrets.
They had been there for two days but couldn't find a trace of Boss Lin, so they had to leave.
Mr. Lin's practice of changing his stall location every day this week has left out-of-town diners who are unaware of the situation completely helpless.
They left them absolutely no way out.
Some people even took only one day off to come see Boss Lin.
They hadn't found it that day, so they started to retreat.
Few people can hold out until Friday.
This made the longtime diners in Jiangdong very happy.
With fewer people scrambling for food, they get to eat more.
Everyone looks out for themselves!
We identified regular customers who followed Mr. Lin's usual stall schedule this week and made detailed plans based on the locations where he hasn't returned to the market yet.
An international primary school selling candied hawthorns, a bar selling fried chicken, a wet market selling fermented fish, a bridge underpass selling hamburgers, a nursing home selling fried skewers, and a small wonton shop in a cemetery.
Having learned from the lesson of emptiness, the regular diners are now less trusting of others in the group.
People from different organizations were sent to guard each location to check and balance each other, in order to prevent a situation where everything would fall apart.
He went to find him alone, but after finding Boss Lin, he disappeared and ate all the food by himself!
If we didn't hear Mr. Lin's voice at the nursing home entrance at 8 a.m., then we can rule out fried skewers today. We can focus on candied hawthorns at noon, the vegetable market in the evening, fried chicken and hamburgers at night, and wontons at night.
So when Lin Zhou arrived at the entrance of the International Primary School on his tricycle, fans from all sides received the news immediately.
All personnel in other locations can be withdrawn.
At this time, the elementary school students haven't been dismissed from school yet.
There were only parents and diners at the school gate.
The moment they saw Lin Zhou park his car, they immediately rushed over to join the queue.
Lin Zhou's lips twitched as he looked at how long they had been waiting.
Goodness, so many people are lining up for candied hawthorns, even competing with elementary school students for food!
Lin Zhou couldn't imagine what would happen if all the candied hawthorns were bought up, and the elementary school students would burst into tears right after school.
Some parents recognized Lin Zhou, and in an instant, the image of their child clamoring for candied hawthorns at home immediately came to mind.
Parents, whether they had headaches or something else, followed suit and lined up to buy candied hawthorns for their children.
If they don't buy these candied hawthorns delivered to their door, their lives will be unbearable once their children come out and see them; they'll be constantly arguing and causing headaches.
The students hadn't finished school yet, and Cheng Guangpeng's supermarket was relatively quiet.
He habitually stood at the doorway, looking towards the school gate, searching for the candied hawthorn stall that was etched in his heart.
That one glance was all it took for him to see the candied hawthorn stall he had been longing for.
It seemed there wasn't enough time to react.
Cheng Guangpeng's eyes lit up instantly, and he jumped up and ran, his eyes fixed on the dazzling candied hawthorn stall.
He saw it; a queue had already formed as soon as Boss Lin set up his stall, so he had to hurry over.
Then, just as he climbed over the fence at his front door, he encountered a traffic policeman.
"You little rascal, it's you again. You really don't have a single memory left."
The traffic policeman stood outside the railing, hands on his hips, silently watching Cheng Guangpeng.
Cheng Guangpeng's mind cleared instantly.
He looked up at the candied hawthorns that were just a street away from him.
Even though they were so close, he felt a great distance away.
How is this any different from the legendary meeting of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl across a thousand miles?
He cried himself to death!
On a whim, seeing the traffic police blocking the road, he suddenly turned around and went back.
The traffic police were stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.
"You flipped it pretty well. Come on, flip it 100 times, I'll keep you company."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Guangpeng's face turned green.
"Uncle traffic police, can I crawl back later? I'm in a hurry to sell candied hawthorns. When I come back, I'll definitely check them all."
Upon hearing this, the traffic police looked towards the entrance of the elementary school across the street, and sure enough, Mr. Lin was there selling candied hawthorns.
For a moment, even the traffic police officers felt like joining the queue.
But he was still on duty and couldn't let his work be delayed.
So when she looked at Cheng Guangpeng, she became cruel.
What do you think?
Looking at that smile, Cheng Guangpeng stood by the roadside, chuckling sheepishly as he repeatedly climbed over the railing.
While flipping through the pages, you also have to count them according to the requirements.
“1.2.3.…”
The stares of passersby are really infuriating.
Cheng Guangpeng's face turned bright red with embarrassment in no time.
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